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Devin tot mai lucid,
Inconstient, Si ziua ce se trece, Soptindu-mi, Se preface in gand. Luna ma pre-trece, Meditand latent, Spre un soare torid, Topind, In fapte, Un final infinit. Indepartatele astre Cu straluciri instetate Ne transforma In pulbere de stele Trepidand in noapte.
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